Chapter 302

Soon, the three were guided by the staff to board the small passenger plane.

"Wow -"

After entering the cabin, tanzhilang once again uttered a louder exclamation:

"The original passenger

"We're not the only ones!"

The cabin environment is elegant and looks like a Western-style high-end restaurant. About 50 seats are full of passengers.

Some of these passengers have straight suits, some have long skirts and expensive cowhide bags in their hands. In short, they look like

Very classy.

But it makes sense.

Dazheng era aircraft are often used for cargo transportation, and civil aircraft are very rare all over the world.

Therefore, individuals who can travel by plane now have a high social status.

And it's not generally high. Shen Lue sat down and looked around:

"It seems that the ghost killing team has a lot of money

"It's estimated that you can buy a house for one ticket."

The flight attendants are busy at present.

This should be the rudiment of the civil aviation company.

However, due to the early age, the rules and regulations and precautions in all aspects are not perfect.

Like red wine glasses and delicious food on the table.

It is purely a foolish act of local tyrants. Once the plane bumps, it will spill on you accidentally.

The steward in black came over:

"Distinguished passenger.

"Here's your cake."

Tanzhilang took this plate of delicious cakes and gave it to everyone:

"Jingze, Huicong and Liumi.

"We should arrive late, so we must fill our stomachs ~"

Shen slightly bit.

It's soft.

But the taste is not good, there is an unspeakable musty smell.

"It doesn't seem very fresh."

He looked at tanzhilang and Huicong. They frowned and nodded and fully agreed with his evaluation.

Tanzhilang pinched his nose and swallowed a big mouth in front of him.

Ouch~

Ouch~

Just then, ryumi's exaggerated chewing sound came.

Huh?

Shen slightly turned his head and found that she was gobbling happily. The corners of her mouth were full of cream. It seemed that she had encountered some excellent human delicacy.

"Well..."

Noticing everyone's surprised gaze, ryumi wiped his mouth with embarrassment:

"Sorry.

"Did I eat too much? But... These cakes are really delicious.

"I, I'm full."

Shen Lue simply put the plate in front of her:

"It doesn't matter.

"We are not used to taste. Since you are willing to eat, I'll leave it to you."

Ryumi's eyes lit up immediately:

"Really, arigado!"

Jingze swordsman is really a considerate person~

Looking at Liumi who continued to wolf down, Shen slightly shrugged helplessly:

The taste of ghost eaters

It's really different from ordinary people.

Huicong touched his shiny bald head and suddenly said:

"Hey?

"Almsgiver ryumi's favorite food is ghosts. Can't this cake be made of ghosts?"

Shen Lue immediately had a bout of nausea:

"Vomit -"

I almost threw up if I could fix the sun.

Looking at Shen Lue and Tan zhilang's face, he quickly waved his hand:

"I said casually.

"Don't take it seriously ~"

About an hour later, the plane finally took off in the bumps, the airport and buildings under our feet gradually moved away, and a thin white fog gradually appeared outside the window.

Tanzhilang and Huicong lie curiously by the window.

Huicong kept sighing:

"I saw the cloud for the first time.

"But..."

He raised his head vigorously and looked up:

"Sure enough, there is no paradise in the sky, and there is no great Leiyin temple."

Hey——

Huicong's eyes and his forehead were dim. Although the monk was only a profession, he still expected to see some miraculous scenes.

Unfortunately not.

Tanzhilang blinked at the stove door:

"It's amazing. It just feels a little hot

"Sir!"

He was afraid and patted the steward's little brother on the shoulder.

"Ah?"

The steward Leng Buding was startled. After reacting, he quickly smiled: "Dear passenger, what can I do for you?"

Tanji Lang pointed to the window:

"Can you open the window?"

The steward was stunned and shook his head quickly:

"This can't be. The air in the high air is thin. Everyone will die of hypoxia after opening it."

Hypoxia?

Huicong suddenly frowned:

"Did breaking the window lead to lack of oxygen?

"In case a ghost pries open the plane window, we swordsmen who can fight by breathing

"Isn't it all over?"

The four fell into a brief silence.

For a long time, Shen slightly glared at him:

"Don't say a word. No one takes you as a mute."

Huicong had to cover his mouth:

"All right.

"Little monk, stop talking."

As the plane sailed forward, the novelty of tanzhilang and others gradually disappeared. In addition, the sun was very warm in the morning, and they soon snored.

But Shen Lue didn't sleep.

"What Huicong said just now is not unreasonable."

Aircraft is indeed the most dangerous means of transportation for swordsmen.

In case of accidental hypoxia, the consequences are unimaginable.

But ghosts shouldn't dare to follow?

The sun here is stronger than the ground. Even if the ghost moon is in December, it should not have the courage to follow up. What's more, it's sunny now.

Shen Lue looked at his sleeping partners:

"Forget it.

"I still won't sleep in case of any accident."

The plane bumped along for the next few hours.

Everything seems normal.

Other "upper class" passengers have been talking and laughing.

They talked all over the world about various emerging industries in the early 20th century, and some obscure words were even incomprehensible.

From time to time, someone aimed at Shen Lue's four people.

Seems curious about their identity.

——Although the reputation of the ghost killing team has spread, it is a little niche like the SCP foundation on the whole.

In an age when information is not unimpeded, many people still don't know.

Shen Lue didn't care.

"It seems that there will be no accident."

The setting sun outside the window began to fall, and the plane should not be far from landing for refueling for the first time.

He closed his eyes.

As the vision temporarily enters a resting state, Shen Lue's other senses begin to become acute.

KUANG~

Just as Shen Lue was about to fall asleep, he suddenly heard a slight sound in his ear.

He hurried to open his eyes.

Huh?

The partners were still sleeping, and the other passengers were talking and laughing as usual.

"Strange.

"Is... An illusion?"

If everyone on the plane falls into illusion, no one will notice even if there is an accident.

Maybe you can wake up at the moment of the crash!

No.

Shen Lue quickly squatted on the ground, with his arms flat on both sides of his body and his eyes closed:

"Animal breath, seven types, spatial perception!"

[skill effect] by capturing the subtle flow of air, you can feel your real environment and ignore all fantasy blood ghost techniques.

This is what he learned by chance when he was watching the beast pillar - with the help of his mouth.

Soon, the black-and-white structure was outlined in my mind.

The plane is still flying forward.

But the angle is wrong.

Shen slightly opened his eyes:

"The plane is facing the ground and making a dive!"